Sun Yujia was pushed several times in succession, until she was finally squeezed to a place far from the stall.
Watching the crowded cluster of people, Sun Yujia felt her chest rise and fall with frustration, and eventually stomped her foot and left angrily.
"Miss, we meet again." Mo Weiran squeezed his way to Gu Zhiqi's side and greeted her.
This time, it wasn't with his usual slick airs, but with a bit more sincerity.
Gu Zhiqi nodded to him slightly and then continued to look down at her phone.
Seeing this, Mo Weiran didn't speak further but instead sized up Gu Zhiqi from head to toe.
If Ling Yuanzhou had been there, it could have been an act, but now, with Ling Yuanzhou gone, there was no longer any need to pretend, right?
So, had she really changed?
"Young lady, here are your grilled gluten sticks." The stall owner handed Gu Zhiqi her grilled gluten, adding one more stick, "Thanks for earlier, this one is on the house."
